The sternum
cracked.
Collapsing
Into my lungs.
To reach
My silent heart.
Hands Pumping Praying
For a beat.
The thread that bind me,
To reality,
A mere wisp,
Eroded,
By bitterness,
Trembles.
Threatening to snap.
Somewhere in there,
Hazily swirling,
are thoughts,
Of
You.
A delicate cord appears.
Slow soft thumps
Echoing
Into the chamber of my
Broken
Ribs.
The darkness lifted
Pain enters my body
I am alive.